Surprising, though not very much. At this point, Innes had fully expected to pay Connor for his skills, regardless of their somewhat shaky pact. It seemed only fair but if he refused, he refused.

Innes glanced over his shoulder for a moment. With all the business with those gods-forsaken robots, he had become more cautious in the hallways. "I'm still looking for information on the source of this fighting. Despite what people seem to think, something is going on. I've been in the city. I've nearly been killed by a random gang on the street. They almost don't seem human anymore, but what happened to them, I can't figure out."

There were a lot of theories running through Innes's head. Dark magic was always the predominant idea, as that was knowledge from experience.

"I had one lead, yet he turned out to be a idealistic nonsense-spouting fool." he then added, "unless you feel inclined in investigating my roommate. He's nothing short of creepy and suspicious." Hard to tell if he was serious with that or not.